Inspector Megure felt no guilt whatsoever about deceiving his elementary school student friend: things like the FBI were simply too complicated for a child. Besides, it would be hard to explain to a kid that "not everyone carrying a gun is a bad guy"—what if Conan heard that, thought carrying a gun was cool, and grew up to become a criminal illegally carrying one?
The thoughts flashed through Inspector Megure's mind briefly, but he soon stopped dwelling on them and buried himself in his work.
As he was busy, a commotion suddenly arose in the corridor.
"What's going on?" Inspector Megure frowned as he walked to the door. Opening it, he saw that several reporters had somehow slipped into the corridor.
"Inspector!" The reporters who had made it this far were clearly no ordinary people. They quickly recognized the officer before them and eagerly crowded over. "Where are Mr. Jiang Xia's two friends? We heard they were giving statements. Are they done?"
In the reporters' eyes, those two were simply full of attention-grabbing angles—first of all, their status as "friends acknowledged by Great Detective Jiang Xia" would give longtime readers who often followed crime news a sense of familiarity, making them more willing to keep reading. On top of that, the two men's experiences today had been truly legendary.
—One had stumbled upon a major case during his very first investigation and entered the fray himself, bravely shielding someone else from certain death. The other had remained calm in danger, jumped from the car on the spot, and in the end...
Well, although he had not ultimately accomplished much, that heroic leap was still worthy of praise. Unfortunately, the road had been sealed off at the time, and the two cars had not been moving slowly. The distant onlookers had